Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1887-07-06

Of the island, Robert said, looking OF to
the wooded islands beyond, with their
green branches reflected in the Shepscot's
clear waters: Chow still it is! we might
fancy ourselves the only people anywhere
about"
He let his oars rest and the boat drifted
slowly; the tapping of the waves was the
only sound.
eyes" Kathleen returned, 'I was fool
ish not to like the water.'
"You like it now"
'sWhen l am with you" The words
came so quickly and she did not look up,
but sat as before, with one hand over the
boats side, just touching the water.
The young man leaned suddenly toward
her. "Kathleen," he said, ''stay with
ME always Come with me over the water
where l am going. 1 want you-need
you-can't you love me enough"
The girl looked up at him with the
wondering look of child. "Love you,"
she said, ''of course; are you not my
brother?''
'.No I don't want sisters love. I
want wife's."
The bright color that had been in the
girls face until now died suddenly out,
startled. troubled look came into the
brown eyes looking up at him. "Oh,
Robert l can't, can't"
He started more at her voice than her
words, and asked quickly, "Why can't
your
For moment she seemed struggling
with herself, then with despairing face,
she cried, II don't know; can't remem-
bern
A few weeks later they were making
call on some friends of Roberts on a
neighboring island; an open piano stood
near where Kathleen was seated, and as
they were to go she went to it and struck
few notes. The others turned in sur
prise-they did not know she played; but
without needing them she seated herself,
and after few uncertain touches her
fingers flew lightly over the keys, bring
ing out such melody as its owner had
never known how to awaken. Robert
and his friends stood amazed, as one after
another the selections followed each other
in rapid succession. Suddenly the girl
paused, bowed her head on her hands and
sObbed aloud.
Something like a week after this a
stranger came across the big rock and
made his way to the side of the old Mar
low house-a young man with clear cut
features and an Enthusiastically well bred
air. There was an eager look in the steel
blue eyes and a suppressed excitement in
his manner when he asked the gray haired
woman at the door if she was Mrs. Mar
low. He introduced himself by card on
which was the name Everett Moulton.
Then he entered and made known his
call.
Kathleen came into the next room while
he was speaking. She heard the voice
and paused, the troubled look coming into
her face; then she went nearer and stood
in the doorway. The young man turned
and saw her as she started toward him
with new light breaking into her face.
Everett" she said softly, ''have you
come for me?''
eyes, Kathleen"
And Mrs NARROW, with tears in her
eyes, went out and left them alone.
Ere long the story became known. A
little more than year back Kathleen
Bray, the daughter of man of supposed
wealth, found herself, upon his death, left
penniless and alone. She accepted for the
summer the position Of pianist at popu-
lar hotel, where she met Everett Moulton.
The acquaintance grew into something
more than friendship, but the Moultons
were q proud family and would not hear
TO the only sons marrying a poor girl like
Kathleen.
She was treated coldly, unfeelingly by
them till her sensitive nature was stung
almost beyond endurance, and late one
afternoon, hardly thinking or caring where
she went, she entered boat moored near
the shore and rowed aimleSsly up the
river. The storm came on, and, weary,
bewildered, ill, she found her way at
length to the old NARROW homestead. The
boat was found down the river afterward
with light wrap in it recognized as hers.
The Moultons thought she had taken her.
self discreetly away, and Everett mourned
her as lost until friend wrote to him of
hearing music strangely like what Kath-
leen had played on one of the Boothbay
islands. He had made inquiries which re-
suited in Everett's calling on the Mar
lows.
With Kathleen he went to Chipmunk
island and on the scene of her happiness
and misery the meaning Of it all came
back to her and was never lost again.
That fall, when Robert NARROW sailed
from Boston harbor, Kathleen and her
husband came down to the wharf to see
him off. He found little to say as he
grasped their hands in his farewell, but
Kathleen, glancing up with a kindly smile,
said: "However long you may be away,
be sure we shall not forget. New York